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Dimly she heard Feeney giving her the same information through her communicator. Units were already on their way to the location.
He’d be gone. Of course they knew he’d already be gone.
“He has Mira.” It was all she could say. “He has Mira.”
TEN
Panic wanted to win. It crawled in her belly, snaked up her throat. It made her hands shake until she balled them into fists.
It wanted to swallow her when she moved through Mira’s house, when she found the broken security bracelet on the floor of the office.
“He used laser tools.” Her voice was steady and cool as she bagged the bracelet. “He anticipated that she’d be wearing one and brought what was necessary to remove it.”
“The MTs are taking the guards in. The two from outside were just stunned. But one of the inside team’s in bad shape.” Feeney crouched down next to her. “Looks like Palmer got in the back, bypassed the security system like a pro. He hit the one guard in the kitchen, used a stunner to take him out quick and quiet. From the looks of the living area, the second one gave him more trouble. They went a round in there. Mira must have been up here. If she had the door closed and was working, she wouldn’t have heard anything. Room’s fully soundproofed.”
“So he takes out the security, four experienced cops, waltzes right in, dismantles her bracelet, and waltzes out with her. We underestimated him, Feeney.” And for that she would forever blame herself. “He’s not what he was when I took him down before. He’s studied up, he’s learned, he’s gotten himself into condition. He made good use of three years in a cage.”
“She knows how his mind works.” Feeney laid his hand on her shoulder. “Mira knows how to handle this kind of guy. She’ll use that. She’ll keep her cool and use it.”
“No one knows how his mind works this time around. Thinking I did was part of the problem all along. I fucked up here, Feeney, and Mira’s going to pay for it.”
“You’re wrong. The only fucking up you’re doing is thinking that way now.”
“I thought he might use Roarke as bait. Because if he’s been studying me he knows that’s where he could hit me the hardest.” She made herself breathe slow as she got to her feet. “But he knows me better than I figured. He knows she matters to me.”
“And he’ll count on that messing you up. You gonna let it?”
“No.” She breathed in again, exhaled. “No. I need McNab to shake something loose. What’s their ETA?”
“Midday tomorrow. They had some transpo delays. The transmissions are full of blips, but I got that he’s dug into some financials.”
“Shoot whatever you’ve got to my home unit. I’ll be working from there.”
“We’ll want to tap your palm-link.”
“Yeah, he’ll have figured that, but we’ll do it anyway.” She met Feeney’s eyes. “We take the steps.”
“We’ll get her back, Dallas.”
“Yeah, we will.” She turned the sealed bracelet over in her hand. “If he hurts her, I’m taking him out.” She lifted her gaze again. “Whatever line I have to cross, I take him out.”
When she walked outside, Roarke was waiting. She hadn’t argued when he’d come with her and could only be grateful that he was there to drive home so her mind could be free to think.
“Feeney’s going to be sending me data,” she began as she climbed into the car. “Financials. You’ll be able to extrapolate faster. The sweepers will go through Mira’s house, but he won’t have left much, if anything. Anyway, it’s not a question of IDing him. Peabody and McNab won’t be back until midday tomorrow, so we’ll be working with whatever they can send us while they’re en route.”
“I took a look at the alarms and security. It’s a very good system. He used a sophisticated bypass unit to take it out without triggering the auto. It’s not something your average citizen can access easily. I can help you trace the source.”
“Doesn’t matter at this point. Later we can deal with it. It’s just another thread he left dangling, figuring I’d waste time pulling it and getting nowhere.”
She rubbed at the headache behind her eyes. “I’ve got uniforms canvasing. One of the neighbors might have seen or heard something. It’s useless, but it’s routine and we might get lucky.”
She closed her eyes, forced herself to think past the fear. “She’s got until tomorrow, midnight. Dave wants some tradition and symbolism. He wants to welcome in the new year with me, and he needs her to get me there.”
Her voice was too cool, Roarke thought. Too controlled. He’d seen the hint of panic in her eyes, and the grief. He let her hold in both as they arrived home, as she walked directly up to her office and called up all necessary files.
She added hard-copy data to the investigator’s board she’d set up. And when she shifted Mira’s photo from one area to the other, her fingers shook.
“Eve.” He took her shoulders, turned her around. “Let it out.”
